Chapter 448 Elder Wen
Ever since Yang Qian got the "Six Ding Tianjia Talisman" from Master Tianfu in the Tianyuan Pagoda in the Bloody Forbidden Land many years ago, some speculations and curiosity have arisen in his heart.
This time, Yang Gan came to this place specially to find out.
If it weren't for this indescribable curiosity, he would never have come to this remote place.
‘I just don’t know if Xiang Zhili, the number one monk in the human world, is already hiding in this door. ’ Yang Qian’s heart moved, and he suddenly thought of this top-level being in the God Transformation stage.
While he was deep in thought, suddenly, yellow light flashed behind the two mountain guarding disciples, and a mountain gate more than ten feet high slowly emerged.
Although this mountain gate is no longer as glorious as it once was, it still exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if telling the glory of the past.
There were several monks walking out side by side at the mountain gate.
These monks looked past the two disciples and glanced at Yang Qian. Their expressions changed drastically at the same time.
One of the middle-aged men in a yellow brocade robe hurriedly took a few steps forward, bowed respectfully to Yang Qian, and said sincerely:
"Junior Yue Zhen, the head of the Tianfu Sect, didn't know that my senior was coming to our sect, so I couldn't welcome him from afar. I hope that my senior will forgive me!"
This person is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Although it is impossible to see the exact cultivation level of Yang Qian, as the master of a sect, his knowledge is naturally far beyond the comparison of the two disciples. He has also seen several people in the Nascent Soul stage. The monk couldn't help but feel panic in his heart when he sensed the same powerful aura on Yang Qian.
For such a powerful monk, it is probably just a piece of cake to kill a small sect like them.
It is really difficult to predict what kind of misfortunes their Tianfu Sect will face.
When he first received the transmission talisman, he thought the other party was just a monk in the alchemy stage.
Just in case, before coming out, I asked someone to ask for the only elder in the sect, the uncle who was in the alchemy stage.
But now it seems that it is simply unnecessary.
Yang Qian also looked at the master of the Tianfu Sect. In the original work, Han Li came here decades later, and Yue Zhen was still a mid-stage foundation-building monk, and he was not even old yet. Just a middle-aged man with an old face.
"Hey! You don't have to be so nervous. I'm here to return your family's belongings. I don't have any ill intentions." Yang Gan couldn't help but chuckled when he saw the uneasy looks of these monks.
"The thing in the door? This junior is a little confused, but this is not the place to talk. The senior should sit on the mountain and explain it in detail." Yue Zhen felt relieved after hearing this, and then took the initiative to invite Yang Worked up the mountain.
"Going up the mountain, um, okay. This matter cannot be explained clearly in a few words." Yang Qian pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Senior, please come in." Yue Zhen was overjoyed and hurriedly turned his body to one side and asked Yang Qian to go first as a sign of respect.
Yang Qian was naturally not polite and strode into the mountain gate.
The other monks followed him respectfully, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
Baizhu Mountain is not big, so there are not many buildings on the peak. Apart from a main hall and some scattered attics, there are other places where the disciples practice.
Yang Qian, on the other hand, was directly let into the main hall by the head of the Tianfu Sect.
In the hall, there were two other middle-aged monks who were not wearing the Tianfu Sect's costumes sitting there. Yang Qian had long sensed this with his spiritual consciousness and did not show any surprise.
When these two people saw Yang Qian, after a brief reaction, they jumped up from their chairs in shock and hurried over to greet Yang Qian.
Yang Qian waved his hand lightly, and his consciousness quietly swept over the two of them, who sat down on a chair without ceremony.
The two of them felt as if they had been seen through their whole bodies, and they became restless. The other monks did not dare to sit down, so they had to stand aside and wait.
Yue Zhen said apologetically to the two other monks:
"Two Taoist friends, we have a distinguished guest here. It seems that we can only discuss the matter in detail at another time."
"Haha, this senior is here, so Taoist friends should naturally accompany him first."
"Yes, Brother Lu and I will leave first."
The two monks hurriedly expressed their understanding and looked envious.
Then the two of them bowed to Yang Qian again, then resigned and walked out of the hall.
Almost at the same moment, a spiritual light flashed outside, and a dazzling white light broke through the air and shot straight into the hall. The white light dissipated, and the figure of an old man wearing a white robe appeared.
Upon seeing this, Yue Zhen and several other monks hurriedly stepped forward to salute with joy on their faces, greeting them with "Uncle Wen" and "Uncle Wen".
The old man nodded and immediately turned his eyes. When he saw Yang Qian's figure, the muscles on his face suddenly jumped, and he hurriedly clasped his fists and said:
"Juniors heard from my nephew that an expert came to our sect. I didn't expect that it was a Nascent Soul monk like my senior. He was in seclusion and could not go out to greet him. It is really rude."
The only Supreme Elder of Tianfu Sect had a respectful look on his face.
Yue Zhen and other foundation-building monks were shocked when they heard what the old man named Wen said.
The last trace of doubt they had had completely disappeared, and instead they looked at Yang Qian with even more awe.
Nascent Soul Stage Monk!
For today's Tianfu Sect, it is really unattainable.
"I just sent something here for some reason." Yang Qian's tone was calm and without any disturbance. He paused and said calmly:
"This thing has been in my hand for some years. Now I happen to come to Huayun Prefecture for something, so I naturally have to return this thing. Fellow Taoist should be the person with the highest cultivation level in your sect, so I will give this thing to you." You.”
After the words fell, Yang Qian waved his hand gently, and a square wooden box appeared in front of him, floating quietly in the air.
The old man surnamed Wen was startled, but immediately agreed respectfully.
Then he took a few steps forward, took the wooden box in his hands, and opened it with curiosity on his face.
Inside the wooden box, two old bone fragments suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
"This is this?" The old man surnamed Wen picked up a piece in surprise and looked at it carefully.
Yang Gan smiled and said nothing.
"This was left by Tianfu, the founder of the sect!" After only a few glances, and before carefully checking the records in the bone fragments, the old man surnamed Wen exclaimed with disbelief on his face.
"Uncle Wen, could it be that this is the authentic work of the ancestor of Tianfu!" Yue Zhen, the leader of Tianfu Sect, was stunned when he heard this, as if he had heard something incredible.
"It should be true. There is still the handwriting of the ancestor in the library. I have read it countless times. How could I not recognize it?" The old man surnamed Wen took a deep breath and said without thinking.
(End of chapter)